These aren’t the pants you’re looking for.
Search your pants, Luke. You know it’s true.
I cannot teach him. The boy has no pants.
He has no time for smugglers who drop their pants first sign of Imperials
Lock the door. And hope they don’t have pants.
And the best one of all: I find your lack of pants disturbing.
Since this is a family friendly weblog, I should point out that the link contains some innuendo, but it’s pretty freakin’ funny.